Eternal Sword Monarch

C237 Yuan Yi Dan



C237 Yuan Yi Dan

However, the experiment of Dark Demon Domain had obviously already reached the point of no return.    

    

They quickly conducted a fourth experiment.    

    

"... In order to avoid further experiments harming the cultivator's soul, he began to change the way he conducted the experiment. Try to give the dead body a way to inject the soul … "    

    

After reading up to this point, Xia Ling had basically confirmed it. He sighed softly. To be able to give birth to such a crazy idea, it was indeed not far from the destruction of these Dark Demon Domain cultivators.    

    

For tens of millions of years, injecting the soul into a dead body had always been the highest ideal that Demon Cultivation Sect diligently pursued. However, this kind of experiment, which was destined to be a taboo, had never succeeded before.    

    

They had tried many strange and bizarre methods, but they had all ended up with failures in the end. There were even some terrifying creatures that had been born among them, which had instead caused their own deaths … There were quite a few.    

    

Dark Demon Domain only once, and didn't seem to have escaped this strange law.    

    

"... The three bodies that he had succeeded in experimenting with were injected with medicine and thrown into a cylindrical container that contained fragments of the soul of the ancient Ice Soul. At the same time, he used a secret method unique to Dark Demon Domain to awaken it and create his own consciousness … "    

    

"... Two of the bodies, in the process of consciousness production, had completely failed, causing their bodies to collapse. As for the other body, after absorbing the remnants of the other two bodies, it showed a certain degree of completeness …    

    

"... He hoped to regain control of the cultivators on the bodies that had already fused with the soul fragments of the ancient ice. If this method can be used in mass production, it might be able to repel the attacks of the 'Celestial Spirits' … "    

    

However, at this point, the records came to an abrupt end. There were no longer any traces of writing in the rest of the records. It was obvious that the records had been interrupted.    

    

Thinking of the pile of frozen powder on the platform that carried the scent of a human, he could not imagine what would happen after the experiment.    

    

This kind of situation wasn't that rare. In many Demon Cultivation Sect, when there was a need to prepare all kinds of strange experiments, the moment there was even the slightest disturbance, it would result in all of the cultivators dying here.    

    

However, Xia Ling was still very curious. What kind of accident happened to cause such a killing?    

    

There were no signs of damage on the outside of the cylindrical container that contained the soul fragments of the ancient Ice Soul. According to the records of the experiment, there should have been at least one body of a former cultivator, but Xia Ling did not find it.    

    

Furthermore, if it was a direct fragment of the soul of the ancient Ice Soul, the eruption of the cold energy should have caused everyone to die at almost the same instant. But why was there a person who had run so close to the exit before being frozen?    

    

Xia Ling didn't believe that cultivators could run faster than cold air.    

    

What happened to Dark Demon Region Cultivator here?    

    

Xia Ling didn't know, but those arrays were still completely engraved on the operating table. Ever since all the cultivators had died, this place should still be in its original state.    

    

Then things would be very simple. He only needed to give it a try.    

    

It was known that Bai Lou had left the southern mountains, while Eldest Miss Xia Yanning had yet to return. In this sort of situation, Xia Ling would have waited. Instead, it would be better to take a look at the research on Demon Cultivation Sect.    

    

Cao Ba's attack was still going on outside and was getting closer and closer. However, the frequency of his attack was decreasing. After all, this was a normal thing. Cao Ba was a cultivator and not a machine. It was impossible to maintain a high intensity attack for a long time without resting.    

    

If he really broke through the mountain and entered the underground space without any rest, Xia Ling would suspect that he was already a cultivator at the peak of New Year's Day.    

    

At this moment, Xia Ling had basically finished browsing through all the documents in the room below, so the situation had become easier. It seemed that his movements were indeed very fast. There was still plenty of time.    

    

However, other than these rooms, there were also two other rooms that were constructed on the other side.    

    

It seemed like this was not the place to store the documents. If their uses were the same, then Dark Demon Domain would not do anything unnecessary and place the two rooms there.    

    

What would be in the room?    

    

Xia Ling did not hesitate because this place has been sealed for tens of thousands of years and the cultivators inside it have all died.    

    

As for the trap. This place was an extremely secretive underground space to begin with, and it required a lot of careful experimentation. If Dark Demon Domain was crazy enough to the point where they had to plant traps here, then it would be too anxious.    

    

With Xia Ling's qi sense and reaction, even if there really was a trap here, he could easily dodge it before it could harm him.    

    

He pushed open the door of the first room.    

    

The moment he entered, the feeling he felt made Xia Ling open his mouth slightly in surprise. There was not only surprise in his eyes, there was even a trace of happiness!    

    

As mentioned before, Net Alloy had the ability to hide auras, and these buildings that were mixed with Net Alloy paint had greatly hindered Xia Ling's perception.    

    

So it was only until he entered that he discovered that this was the storage room for the resources accumulated by the Dark Demon Domain!    

    

The shelves inside were lined up neatly with bright and clean glass boxes. It contained all sorts of extremely rare treasures!    

    

Xia Ling quickly walked forward and his gaze quickly swept across these shelves. A slightly happy expression was revealed on his face. Even though he was in the eyes of Sword Emperor, many things here were pretty good.    

    

Although many of them had already experienced this for too long, it caused their Dark Demon Domain to be corroded and damaged, even though they were carefully preserved. However, what was left over would still be of great help to the current Xia Ling!    

    

Xia Ling took down a glass case from one of the shelves. Inside, a black pill could clearly be seen. Although the box was not marked with any information, Xia Ling still recognized the pill at a glance!    

    

The Origin Pill!    

    

The renowned seventh stage pill, was even at the peak of the seventh stage pill!    

    

This unremarkable black pill was actually extremely valuable. Every ingredient needed for refining medicine was an extremely rare and precious medicine. Of course, Xia Ling was familiar with the pill formulas, but it was impossible for him to collect all those expensive ingredients in his own eyes.    

    

Who would have thought that there would be one!    

    

The Origin Pill had a seemingly warm and familiar effect, but in reality it had a unique effect — it could alleviate the injuries that the Primordial Spirit had caused!    

    

Primordial Spirit had always been the most mysterious part of a cultivator's body, and it was so mysterious that once the Primordial Spirit was injured, even the Eternal Sword Emperor's Xia Ling would have a hard time recovering.    

    

In other words, relying on the cultivator's own strength to recover the Primordial Spirit was almost impossible!    

    


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